We seem to have this conversation quite often. I've told you, I'm immortal.
[ The evidence, now, is immediately in front of her eyes, staining his clothes and smeared on the skin of his torso. His expression softens from sarcasm to genuine concern. This isn't their usual banter, nor the place they might usually have it. He knows she is, by far, well out of her element.
He shifts his hands to cup under her elbows, cradling them and offering his own strength to steady her when she pales violently. ]
Right. Yes, sit first. I don't think you'd enjoy embarrassing yourself on your first trip in space.
[ He doesn't force her to sit, but he does adjust his stance to lean towards her taking a seat at the next opportunity. ]
Dead? Well, technically, I suppose. I got better. Made a deal with Dad, so everything should be just fine once we get back. This, however, is a rather new development, and I'm not completely uncertain that it isn't a prank of sorts on his part. Personally, I think his Netflix queue must be atrociously unoriginal.
[ But then those gears are turning from shock and thought to utter disbelief and ---no, definitely not. They are very much not dead. ]
No, we aren't. Trust me, there's only two stops when it comes to that sort of thing, and with the First running things while I've been gone---it wouldn't look half as cheery as this dingy little spacecraft. You, my dear detective, are boldly going.
i made quite the ungodly noise there.
[ The evidence, now, is immediately in front of her eyes, staining his clothes and smeared on the skin of his torso. His expression softens from sarcasm to genuine concern. This isn't their usual banter, nor the place they might usually have it. He knows she is, by far, well out of her element.
He shifts his hands to cup under her elbows, cradling them and offering his own strength to steady her when she pales violently. ]
Right. Yes, sit first. I don't think you'd enjoy embarrassing yourself on your first trip in space.
[ He doesn't force her to sit, but he does adjust his stance to lean towards her taking a seat at the next opportunity. ]
Dead? Well, technically, I suppose. I got better. Made a deal with Dad, so everything should be just fine once we get back. This, however, is a rather new development, and I'm not completely uncertain that it isn't a prank of sorts on his part. Personally, I think his Netflix queue must be atrociously unoriginal.
[ But then those gears are turning from shock and thought to utter disbelief and ---no, definitely not. They are very much not dead. ]
No, we aren't. Trust me, there's only two stops when it comes to that sort of thing, and with the First running things while I've been gone---it wouldn't look half as cheery as this dingy little spacecraft. You, my dear detective, are boldly going.
It's good, isn't it?